tell another bout real grits getters Gettin' grits y'all (Say what?) Bust it, let a Brother tell another bout real grits getters (Dig it, the grits getters get the grits
What up ya'll, hey, I got a lil' something to say. Know how I be chillin'? Chillin' in the underground? Well we see all ya'll, yeah we see ya'll. Know
love you baby. If I don't love you baby, grits ain't groceries, eggs ain't poultry, and Mona Lisa was a man. I said, if I don't love you baby, grits
(Dippin' in the ride, swervin' in the ride) (Dippin' in the ride, swervin' in the ride) Hittin' curves, shorty, baby, ooh ooh Hittin' curves, shorty,
, Pill-Age Plus some can turn rappers of off the stage This beef will never we engage Buck buck buck buck buck The Grits The Grits The Grits The Grits The Grits
Blood curdling truth Working the word in as proof Besides mine the guidlines of righteous paths taken Tremendous speaking, fresh out the kitchen And never
breath projects CHORUS My life be like (Toby Mac) My life be like ooh aah ooh Dum dum diddy Here comes that boy from the capital city Last up on the Grits
The more I meditate, I hesitate to even show face The more I hesitate, I contemplate my life is a waste My spirit levitates to take a glance at truth
The last days Charactered by skin nature Lustful galavantin You choose the nomenclature Clearer than water As I overturn The cistern My story's complete
When I look in your eyes I see me When I look in your eyes I see me Let me conversate to you for a minute Yo, see I never was one too fond of mirrors
Get down, get down, get down Get down (Are you listenin'?) Get down, get down, get down Get down (Listen to this) When I start, I master the art of getting
El tiempo esta passando El tiempo esta (Is it all yours, time is passing away, time is passing away) My chronological line Was designed by the divine
You a video girl (You must be kidding me girl) You a video girl (You must be kidding me girl) Video girl create your own world The only one in existence
Anybody, right now my heart is so heavy And I cry tears until I'm empty I feel so alone, don't you hear me say? I gotta break these chains, I gotta break
't destructive no more [Incomprehensible] Let yo' mind take you to the end of the road Choose to do right but chose to get blowed Educate ya' mind to young to know code Grits
Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, come on, come on Come on, yeah, here we go, come on, yeah, somebody hold Can we get down
These sunny days, colorful arrays Trees blow with hues and grays To be one who submits and prays Into the heart of God I gaze these sunny days These
We mean business, when we 'bout this We ain't monotonous, drop bombs on 'em We take it seriously, it ain't no mystery We notchin' one in history See,
